Susan and her love rival pt 2

Carrie was having a lazy morning. She had been out with girlfriends last night and had slept through to….she squinted at her clock….11.15am. She rolled out of bed and headed to the toilet. She still had a lot of vodka left in her bladder that needed evacuating. She peed about a gallon, smoked half a cigarette and drank two cups of coffee. A relaxing shower, back on with the bath robe, and settled in front of the tv with her phone and a bowl of cereal. It was now barely midday. What a productive forty five minutes that had been. Her phone was buzzing like crazy with messages from her friends. She was struggling to keep up with them all. Eventually she muted her messages and loaded up some porn instead. She loved watching porn. It was something she got into just before becoming a teen. Most of the girls at school experimented watching it around that age. But Carrie became obsessed with it. She matured sexually earlier than her friends. Her clitoris blossomed at a young age and she would orgasm at almost anything. A bumpy car ride could do the trick. Sometimes she felt it was a curse. But not now. It was a guilty pleasure for her to browse the latest porn, or her favourite saved pages, and finger herself to climax. It didn’t take her long and she could cum multiple times too. In fact, it wasn’t a guilty pleasure, just a pleasure. Everyone knew she did it.

Her movies of choice were fairly mainstream. Anything that involved a girl having her pussy licked was a winner, so obviously lesbian porn became a keen favourite. But she was also a fan of blowjobs too. And facials. She loved watching those. Her ex-boyfriend was lacking in that department. When he came, there wasn’t much goo and it normally just trickled off the end of his cock. So Carrie ended up just swallowing it. Which kept him happy but left her feeling something was missing. Actually there was a lot missing in that relationship. Sexually in particular. She started going out with him almost five years ago. She lost her virginity to him. Then they split up. Then she became a lesbian for about six months. A trial period that never lasted. She went back to her ex for a while until she caught him sexting with her best friend. Then she left for college and tried a few different partners. Nobody really satisfied her the way she wanted. Perhaps they were too inexperienced or she was too fussy. She had had a fairly unfulfilled sex life until this point. But she still had porn. It was like an old friend.

After a short amount of surfing, she settled on watching a black guy with a monster cock fucking a tiny teen. She was in the mood. She didn’t really think about it but she was only just out of her teens herself. Twenty last birthday. Not sure she could envisage herself taking that size of weapon in her pussy. She was more about finesse that length as she was quite petite herself. Not that it should matter but she just wanted to be comfortable. It was getting to the good part now. He had just pulled out and was about to cum across the girl’s face. Carrie was nearing her own climax as she sat with her fingers slowing stroking her red button and occasionally inserting a finger.

“Oh fuck,” she said. But not in a good way. Somebody had rang the doorbell and a most inopportune moment. She did briefly consider not answering it but she relented, fastened her bathrobe tightly and opened the door. She was glad she did.

Her visitor was a good looking man in his thirties.